Paul Raphaelson spent much of his career photographing urban landscapes with big cameras. Lately he’s been been branching into related experiments, involving the subway, the remains of advertising, and empty industrial spaces. He sometimes trades camera for pen, to see what language can do, and has been trying, with difficulty, to get both tools to play nicely together. He’s been mulling questions about what’s next for photography—what it might be doing, instead of this same old stuff—and what’s culturally exciting now that the postmodernists are dead or tired. Paul’s work has been published and collected around the world. He lives in Brooklyn.